Daddy, I see and hear.  Please let me process this that I have been given so that I might act with alacrity and depth.  My quest brings me to the foot of your throne, at which I am ill equipped to see and hear, for I am fearful and small in Your Mighty Presence.  Lord let me never offer excuse but understanding and acceptance without resistance, demand or question, for I trust you completely.  Thankfully your voice is always clear above the prideful chatter of my mind.  Thank you for entrusting me with your Love and Your Word.  I am riven to my core by gravity and honor.

Father, this is not a moment of which I am proud, but it is a moment that I needed, to once again be blessed to be in Your Presence, overwhelmed, stricken, motionless.  May I listen for a while?  I don’t have anything to say but this song from my nucleus.  The fiber of the man I am cries out to you with love, respect and worship.  Each time I remember that being allowed here has nothing to do with me.  I have been imbued with the righteousness of your son in exchange for belief, none of that makes up for my corruption but I accept and glorify your name for cleansing me and calling me, Son.  For now I will remain in awe that I have once again been allowed to approach Your Majesty.

I’m not tired, hungry, alone, wounded, broke or ill.  Yet I hunger for your righteousness, I miss you, I am weary of this world, cry from the broken heart of a shepherd and I am sickened by my impoverished thinking.  These are the emotions of a fisherman a farmer for I was never meant for royalty, yet you have labeled me Prince and Priest.  I am not worthy yet honored to be the conduit for Your Revealed Will.

My simple prayer, call them to You so that they might have ears to hear and eyes to see.  Let them know Your Grace and Mercy that they might cry out for salvation.  Let them remember the Absolute Truth of Your Sovereignty that they might renounce their petty fiefdoms and choose to voluntarily serve You our Righteous King.  Let me sing to You now Father of my Love for it the greatest treasure I have, my heart of worship.

Glory to my Rightful King.  The sound of rushing wind and timeless fury expressed in a whisper.  Passion let me be set aflame by reasoned purpose, a duty beyond the lusts of a simple man.  Father know my heart and see it cleansed of poverty, poison and rebellion, for I surrender.  I surrender my King, Everything, for it all belongs to You.  My heart, my life, my hand, my teeth and tongue, may they be used for Your Will Alone.  Let my Ears hear Your Breath of Life and be filled with Joy anew.  In Jesus’ Name.

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